"What about the person who came with me? His ticket should be expiring too. I'll leave with him. Is that alright?"

She could only inquire about Fang He's situation indirectly.

The two lobster-men looked at her somewhat awkwardly, and after a long while, they stammered, "You are the only guest here."

"As for your companion... he has been identified as a heretic by our casino. We are sorry, but we have to say that he will probably not be able to leave here for a long time to come."

Xiao Cheng took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down: "So when will the next ticket sale be?"

The two lobster-men, thinking she had agreed to leave, visibly breathed a sigh of relief and even replied somewhat impatiently, "Next month, sir."

next month.

Xiao Cheng obviously couldn't wait that long.

She sighed somewhat helplessly, raised her hand and gently placed it on the red lobster man's shoulder, patting him twice with a particularly meaningful gesture: "The time hasn't completely come yet. I'm still a guest of your casino, isn't that right?"

The red lobster-man looked at her, puzzled, and nodded blankly: "That's right..."

"That's great, after all, the customer is king."

Xiao Cheng carefully examined its strange lobster head, and its neck, which was unusually thin and fragile compared to its head.

There was a crisp cracking sound.

She expressionlessly knocked down the red lobster man, kicked its limp head, and then looked up at the blue lobster man who was standing there dumbfounded.

"What are you standing there for?" She shrugged in despair. "Your colleague is dead."

"Besides... I guess I could be considered a heretic now, right?"